The Robin first visited us on the day of her funeral. She swooped in and landed on the kitchen table. She looked at me and in the stillness of that moment I had the over whelming feeling that my mother was still with us, watching over. Revisiting walks taken with my mother and spending time in her garden, I feel connected to her. Somehow the roots have absorbed our memories and hold traces of time. My mother died before my children were born. She never got to be their grandmother, but if I could call upon the Robin and find her in these shared landscapes, then perhaps, in some small way, I could bring them together.
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